Of a writers fear(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Has my best poem Already been written? If I made another recital Would you be there to listen? Have I set a bar so high That I may never reach it? Will my poems ever touch you In the way they once did? Have I already piqued The limits of my creativity? Is there anythingContinue reading “Of a writers fear(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

A true writer (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

To me- it’s more than words on a screen, I guess nothing is as it seems. I like to spell the word “word” With an “l” So it reads “world”- and I can think of the world, As being a fine collection of words- And I can think of words As being the substance ofContinue reading “A true writer (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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